The next day, due to the biological clock, Li Xing went to the classroom to read morning before 6 o'clock.

The morning reading at No. 9 Middle School starts at 6:20, which is a bit early, but there are many liberal arts reading and memorizing projects, and almost half of the people in each class on the second floor are sitting.

Only in Class 7, Li Xingchen was the first person to come to the classroom, which led to a problem: she did not have a key.

She looked at the door lock and silent for a while. She took off her schoolbag, took out a word book, and lay down on the second floor to start memorizing it silently.

The horizon in the distance was a little gray, and the sun was still missing. From time to time, people from the next class passed by, looking at her strangely.

Li Xingchen stopped with his back and looked out, but his eyes were not in detail. At this moment, the feeling of discomfort in the new environment was gradually pouring into his heart.

Qiu Qize arrived downstairs at 10:00 at 6:00 and saw someone lying down in front of the second floor shift. He accelerated his pace and rushed up.

"You've been there for a long time?"

This question made Li Xing sink into the gods. She turned her head, recognized it as the squad leader, and shook her head, "No."

Qiu Qize didn't say much, nodded, opened the classroom door and turned on the lights.

Li Xingchen walked into the class and was stopped by Qiu Qize when he was about to enter the seat.

He came over and handed her the key in his hand, and spoke very well: "You can get this key. Usually everyone comes late, so I have spare ones there."

Li Xingchen took the key and thanked him warmly.

People came in a small area, and the boarding students were basically here at 6:20, and the day students were ten minutes late.

The sound of reading is half hanging in the air with a lifeless sound.

"Xingchen, when did you leave in the morning?" Xiao Jia checked in to the shift, and was a little breathing, "I saw that your bed was empty when I opened my eyes."

"About 5:45." Li Xingchen drew the mark in front of a word and looked up back to her.

"Ah?!" Xiao Jia's pupils were trembling, "Then are you about to get up at half past five?"

"Yeah, it's almost the same."

When Xiao Jia saw the word book like her map, she understood a little bit and estimated that she was probably a top student.

Judging from her cognition, if she passes the exam in all subjects, she is a top student, so she really couldn't imagine that Li Xingchen could dominate to that level.

Xiao Jia turned around and took out a mathematical formula book randomly, and then started yawning.

After day students arrived one after another, their reading voices improved significantly.

Ru Ling bit her bag of milk and entered the shift from the back door. The first thing she did was to throw a bag of the same milk on Li Xingchen's table, but she was not allowed to refuse.

Li Xing sank and insisted again because the snacks on her table were failure cases.

The whole morning reading ended, and the next location was still empty.

Just when Li Xingchen thought she was going to have a double seat again, facing the preparatory bell before the first class, Jiang Cong and Yang Lang shook in through the back door.

"Oh, brother! You are a rare guest!" Feng Cheng, who was sitting at the back door, teased.

Jiang Cong stretched out his hand, casually grabbed a book from someone's table in the last row and smashed it over, and laughed and scolded: "Get out."

Feng Cheng immediately answered: "Where to get out? Are you in my brother's heart?"

Now Jiang Cong doesn't need to worry about it. After a while, several boys who were disgusted were surrounded and beat him up.

Jiang walked in from his lips and saw someone sitting next to him. He didn't react for a moment, so he paused before continuing to walk in.

Oh...he has a deskmate.

This stutter was a bit white, and at first glance it looked brighter than the row of light bulbs on the top of the classroom.

He is too tall, and walking over will always block some light, with a strong sense of existence that cannot be ignored.

Li Xing subconsciously raised his head, just in time to meet his sight.

Jiang Cong hooked his feet away and sat down.

The boy was tall and long legs. As soon as he sat down, the originally excessively spacious space was instantly filled, and Li Xingchen became inexplicably cramped.

And when she thinks of Xiao Jia’s reminder last night, she now feels nervous as if she is with the king and is like a tiger.

She moved the stool consciously, and planned to move the things on her table into the middle, trying to occupy only a small part of the position so that he could still sit alone.

But as soon as she moved her things, she heard a faint voice beside her: "No need."

Li Xing paused for a moment and continued to move, "It's okay, I can't use such a large position to write."

Seeing that she moved a few more things, Jiang Cong finally raised his hand to press the pencil case of her last step.

Compared with Li Xingchen's slender and compact hands, his hands look particularly large, with beautiful shapes, distinct metacarpal bones, slender knuckles, and neatly trimmed nails.

Li Xingchen looked at his hands and felt a little sad.

After a stalemate for a while, he still didn't let go. Li Xingchen turned his head and found that he was looking at him.

Meeting her gaze, Jiang raised her chin and signaled the 300-point 70-minute free of charge, "I can't use such a large position to sleep."

Li Xingchen: "..."

So under his gaze, Li Xingchen moved the thing back.

Moving so much that he seemed to bully and weak, Jiang Congcai let go and his eyes slid on the new books on his desk.

When he thought of something, he opened it one by one and looked at the first page. It might be boring. Jiang Cheng made full use of the preparation time before class and flipped through the first page of more than 20 books in his desk pocket like checking homework.

“…”

The first second after the bell rang in class, only one book was left on his desk. In the last second when the bell fell in class, Li Xingchen even suspected that he had fallen asleep with the book on his pillow.

“…”

In the next few lessons, Li Xingchen always looked up at the blackboard or looked down at the textbook, Yu Guang could always walk through Jiang Ershiliu who was sleeping peacefully next to him.

He didn't move any more noise after class.

The fourth math class, which is Lao Yan's class, Jiang Cong woke up very proudly and read the textbooks of the class with even more shameful face.

Li Xing couldn't help but take a look and found that he was reading the contents behind it. The example questions would be slower, while the other parts were like reading a storybook.

After math class, it was the last self-study session, and Jiang Ershiliu disappeared again.

After class this morning, Li Xingchen felt that her worries last night were very unnecessary, because this deskmate was equivalent to not having them, and there was no such thing as getting along with them.

After lunch, Li Xingchen went to the third floor office to find Lao Yan to get the approval documents needed for the textbooks and student ID.

The distribution of Mingzhi Building is very special. Ten classes in liberal arts are on the second floor, the entire third floor is a teacher's office, and the fourth and fifth floors are science classes.

Li Xingchen saw Jiang Cong on the third floor, and the missing person was listening to the training at the door of the English office.

"Where did I ask you to write a review?" Jiang Quan still had to look up at him in high heels, "Why didn't you give me the others?"

Jiang Cong stood scattered, his eyelids drooped. Maybe the sun was too hot at noon, which made him frown slightly, and his whole body reflected white.

He just moved his lower lip and wanted to answer, but stopped again and raised his eyes.

"What are you asking?"

Jiang Cong withdrew his gaze and replied lazily: "I have no paper."

After pausing for two seconds, he might feel that the reason is not sufficient, so he added: "It seems that there is no pen."

Jiang Quan: “…”

Li Xingchen passing by: "..."

When he finished speaking, Li Xingchen just happened to go past Jiang Quan.

After walking for a short distance, no sound came from behind. Li Xingchen slowed down and turned his head curiously.

As a result, he turned halfway, and his eyes were exactly right, and he ran into his.
Chapter completed!